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    Posted: June 04 2005 at 09:12

Two millionaires went on a desert safari. They were travelling by camel when one was thrown from his camel as the animal tripped on something. Fortunately the man was not injured, and searched the sand to try and find what had caused the animal to stumble. He found what looked like a big stone protruding from the sand, and began digging around it, eventually uncovering the top of a buried monument.

 

As the two were very rich and adventurous, they bought the area and contracted a firm to dig around the monument so that they could see what it was.

 

After a few weeks of digging, they could see that it was an enormous pyramid. The two discussed for a long time about who they should call about the discovery, but eventually decided on the Americans who, after all, have some amazing technology at their disposal.

 

The Americans arrived with jeeps, helicopters, computers, specialists in Egyptology and all sorts of advanced sensors. They entered into the pyramid, and finally reappeared after 2 months.

 

“Well? What did you discover?” asked the two millionaires.

 

“The pyramid was built between 1,500 and 2,000 BC.”

 

“Just that?!”

 

“The hieroglyphics are different from anything we’ve seen in the past.”

 

So the two millionaires called the Germans. They too came with all sorts of high technology equipment and support, and descended into the bowels of the pyramid for 2 months. When they finally reappeared the millionaires asked:

 

“Well? What did you discover?” asked the two millionaires.

 

“The pyramid was built around 2,000 BC.”

 

“Just that?!”

 

“But their writing is so complicated!”

 

So the millionaires were back to ‘square one’. Who should they call now? Then one of their staff suggested that they call the local police. After all, the police had training in forensics and might be able to discover something else. As it would not cost anything to try, the two contacted the local police chief, who sent along a couple of detectives.

 

The two detectives descended into the pyramid and reappeared after 5 hours.

 

“You’re out already!” exclaimed the two millionaires.

 

“Yes, we’ve finished our investigation.”

 

One of the detectives, looking in his notebook, said: “The pyramid was built between February 12, 1858 BC and July 22, 1851 BC, in accordance with the orders of Pharaoh Anekhetop IV and his architect Tutmosis The Younger. On the day of the inauguration it rained and there was a partial eclipse of the moon that night. 2,118 qualified slaves were used in the construction of the pyramid. During construction the slaves rebelled because of the hardships, but the Pharaoh’s soldiers put down the revolt on September 5, 1856 with 42 dead. Inside, in today’s money, there are 2 million dollars of gold artefacts and 5 million dollars of precious stones. The works cost 23 million dollars.”

 

The detective continued talking for half an hour, until one of the millionaires interrupted:

 

“Wait, wait! How did you find out all this in just 5 hours?!”

 

“It was tough,” said one of the detectives, “but finally the mummy opened its mouth…”

 

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Direct Link To This Post Posted: June 04 2005 at 09:37
The pilot of a one-seated airplane has to make an emergency landing in he middle of the desert. He starts walking, and after a few hours he reaches the edge of the desert. There is an old shabby cottage there. He knocks, and an old man opens who is overjoyed to meet him. "Finally a visitor! Come in, come in; you have no idea how it is to live alone in the wilderness.". He serves the pilot some of the finest food he has ever eaten, together with an excellent Bordeaux, and after the meal he says: "Since you are my first visitor I'll show you something special." He leaves the cottage and returns with a donkey. The donkey sits down at a piano and starts playing with utmost virtuosity - Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin. "Fantastic!" says the pilot. "Wait, that ain't all" replies the old man and leaves the cottage again. He returns with a goat. The goat rears on its hindlegs, leans on the piano and starts singing with a beautiful voice to the accompaniment of the donkey - Lieder by Brahms, Schubert, Schumann. "Incredible!" says the pilot. "You could make millions with that. Why do you live on the edge of this desert instead?" The old man starts weeping: "It's all a hoax, it's all a hoax." "What is a hoax?" asks the pilot. "The goat can't sing at all, the donkey is a ventriloquist!"


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Direct Link To This Post Posted: June 05 2005 at 06:19

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Direct Link To This Post Posted: June 06 2005 at 19:21

Originally posted by BaldJean BaldJean wrote:

The pilot of a one-seated airplane has to make an emergency landing in he middle of the desert. He starts walking, and after a few hours he reaches the edge of the desert. There is an old shabby cottage there. He knocks, and an old man opens who is overjoyed to meet him. "Finally a visitor! Come in, come in; you have no idea how it is to live alone in the wilderness.". He serves the pilot some of the finest food he has ever eaten, together with an excellent Bordeaux, and after the meal he says: "Since you are my first visitor I'll show you something special." He leaves the cottage and returns with a donkey. The donkey sits down at a piano and starts playing with utmost virtuosity - Mozart, Beethoven, Chopin. "Fantastic!" says the pilot. "Wait, that ain't all" replies the old man and leaves the cottage again. He returns with a goat. The goat rears on its hindlegs, leans on the piano and starts singing with a beautiful voice to the accompaniment of the donkey - Lieder by Brahms, Schubert, Schumann. "Incredible!" says the pilot. "You could make millions with that. Why do you live on the edge of this desert instead?" The old man starts weeping: "It's all a hoax, it's all a hoax." "What is a hoax?" asks the pilot. "The goat can't sing at all, the donkey is a ventriloquist!"

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Direct Link To This Post Posted: June 07 2005 at 00:04

A man walks into a pet shop and wants to buy a parrot. The salesman shows him one and says:

 

             "Here is a very smart parrot. If you pull his right leg, he speaks French"

 

             "Oh, wow!" says the customer.

 

             "And if you pull his left leg, he speaks Spanish" continues the salesman.

 

             "How about that!" says the customer. "What happens if I pull both legs at the same time?" he asks.

 

             "I fall on my a$$, you idiot" cries the parrot.
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: June 11 2005 at 20:42
but where do they bury the survivors?
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Direct Link To This Post Posted: June 11 2005 at 20:46

Originally posted by synthguy synthguy wrote:

but where do they bury the survivors?

 

Beneath the soil, if their lucky, cremation would do them in

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